Pairing: Ryou/Malik

AN: This is my first Yu Gi Oh fic... and it was a dream I had so will you please go easy on me? Some criticism is okay though. Anything to help me write better is okay by me!

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 "Mr. Ishtar?" a voice asked. Malik looked up to see who was addressing him. The principal was standing next to him.

"Yes?" Malik said.

"Would you please come with me," he said, not really asking. Malik stood up and walked out of the classroom, winking at a couple people who whistled at him for being taken out of the class by the principal.

"Mr. Ishtar," the other man said, "My name is Dr. Inakoni, as you should most likely know." Malik nodded. Ryou's doctor. He had met him before when Bakura decided that Ryou had become to 'free'. Ryou had four broken ribs last time. And he said it was nothing. "Mr. Bakura had a run in with... Something. What ever it was it injured him pretty badly. And... I guess there's no good way to say this, but... He isn't expected to live." Malik's eyes went wide.

"Do you... Where did you find him?" Malik asked.

"In his house," Dr. Inakoni said. "I think it might have been a suicide attempt."

"N-n-no," Malik said. "H-he wouldn't try to kill himself!"

"It was only a suspicion," he said. "We aren't sure what exactly happened. He can't remember, or won't." He stopped and looked at Malik. "If you wish to see him," he took out a slip of paper, "this is his room." Malik took the paper and stared at it.

"I have to go," he said.

"I cannot permit you to do so," the principal said.

"I have to go. He could be dying," Malik protested. "I need to see him!" Tears began to well up in his eyes.

"I can't let you got without an adult's permission," the principal said.

"I don't care!" Malik yelled. "I need to see him now!" And with that he ran past them and toward the hospital. He stopped three blocks from it and turned left. There was something he had to know...

He stopped on the doorstep of Ryou's house. Gasping for breath he turned the doorknob. Dammit, he thought. Locked. He sighed. Ryou's gonna kill me for this, he thought. He stood three feet from the door and ran at it full speed. He heard a crack. Malik rubbed his shoulder and examined the door. There was a crack where he had hit it. This was going to take time that he couldn't spare.

Time for plan two.

He walked to the back window began to take off the screen. After a bit of time he removed the screen and pushed up the window and climbed though.* When he stepped in a sickening made him bring his hand to his mouth in an attempt to not be sick. He could smell blood, and it seemed to be coming from upstairs. He crossed the room he was in (the living room) and made his way up the stairs to Ryou's room. There he met the most sickening sight he had ever seen. Blood was all over the walls, the floor, Ryou's bed, and by the look of it, the ceiling too. On Ryou's bed, with a smile on his face, sat Ryou's yami, Bakura. Bakura looked up and his grin spread.

"I was wondering how long before you came, Malik," he said. "Seems Ryou had a little... problem." He smiled even more. Malik growled. Bakura was covered in Ryou's blood also.

"What have you done to him?" he asked. Bakura laughed.

"Oh, don't worry your fool self," he said. "My dear hikari should be fine, unless I accidentally cut too deep..." He laughed again.

"Bastard," Malik said. He forced himself to remain as calm as possible, Yami Malik would be bad. He turned around. Ryou needed him and Malik wasn't about to just leave him. Bakura chuckled.

"You can't save him," he said, licking the blood off his hand. Malik looked at him and then turned and left.

He raced down the road toward the hospital. A light rain started. By the time Malik got to the hospital he was drenched. He took the sheet of paper from his pocket and asked the receptionist where Room 305 was. The seventh floor. Taking an elevator and the stairs would take around the same time, so he took the elevator to catch his breath.

He stepped out of the elevator and looked around. Room 128. This might take a while... Good thing I didn't take the stairs, he thought. By the time Malik got to Ryou's room he was out of breath again. He had also began wondering why they made hospitals so damn big. He walked into the room Ryou was in without protest from the nurses, thank god.

Malik let out a sigh of relief when he saw Ryou. He didn't look too bad... Just a little beat up. Malik crossed the room and down on the edge of the bed. Ryou opened his eyes.

"I'm sorry," Malik said, "I didn't mean to wake you up."

"It's okay," Ryou said, "I wasn't really sleeping anyway, just thinking." Malik sighed.

"Didn't mean to disturb you then," he said with a smile. Ryou chuckled then began coughing. Malik stood up and was about to call a nurse when Ryou stopped him.

"I'm fine," Ryou said, "Not much they can do about me coughing, is there?" Malik stared at him. How could he take this so lightly? Almost reading his mind Ryou answered, "I've had worse."

"Worse?" Malik asked. Nothing could be worse than this... Maybe death but that didn't count. Malik sat back down. Ryou still smiled.

"I was wondering when you'd come. I didn't think they'd let you out of school..." Malik laughed.

"They didn't. I just... redefined the rules a little." Okay, not exactly true but oh well. Ryou sighed.

"You shouldn't have come," he said. Malik stared at him with a questioning gaze.

"Why? I wasn't about to let you sit in a hospital all by yourself," he said. Ryou sighed.

"I'm not afraid, you know," he said, no longer smiling.

"Of what?" Malik asked. "Yami Bakura?"

"No, still quite terrified of him, thank you," Ryou said, a small smile on his lips. "Death."

"You're... Not afraid of death?" Ryou nodded. "I don't understand... Why are you telling me this?"

"Because," Ryou said. "I'm going to die."

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Cliffhanger! It was originally going to be just one chapter... but oh well. Gives me something to write. ^_^ Now, remember to R&R!

* This happened to me and my step brother! We were fighting and locked ourselves out of the house! ^_^;;;;;;